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NS c1800
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Hurley Quote – "Obviously
Autobiographical Passage"
by Victor Lovitt Oakes Chittick

…Haliburton
matriculated at King’s in 1810. In his previous attendance at the preparatory
Grammar School, which was housed under the same roof as the college during part
at least of his period as a schoolboy (see footnote 25)…

(footnote
25)
To which period of Haliburton’s life there may be unhesitatingly assigned
the youthful pleasures described in the following obviously autobiographical passage
set down as in Sam Slick’s school-boy recollections in the Attaché second
series, II, 112-114: "…(*Memory acts on thought like sudden heat on a dormant
fly, it wakes it from the dead, puts new life into it, and it stretches out its
wings and buzzes round as if it had never slept. When you see him,) don’t the
old schoolmaster rise up before you as nateral as if it was only yesterday? And
the school room, and the noisy larkin’, happy holidays, and you boys let out racin’,
yelpin’, hollerin’ and whoopin’ like mad with pleasure; and the playground, and
the games at base in the fields or hurley on the long pond on the ice, or campin’
out a-night at Chester lakes to fish – catchin’ no trout and gettin’ wet thro’
and thro’ with rain like a drowned rat, – eat up body and bones by black flies
and muschetoes, returnin’ tired to death, and callin’ it a party of pleasure;
or riggin’ out in pumps for dancin’ schools, and the little first loves for the
pretty little gals there, when the heart was romantic and looked away ahead into
an avenue of years, and seed you and your little tiny partner at the head of it,
driven in a tandem sleigh of your own, and a grand house to live in, and she your
partner through life; or else you in the grove back o’ the school away up in a
beech tree, settin’ straddle- legged on a limb with a jack-knife in your hand
cuttin’ into it the two first letters of her name – F.L., first love; never dreamin’
the bark would grow over them in time on the tree, and the world, the flesh, and
the devil rub them out of the heart in arter years also. Then comes robbin’ orchards
and fetchin’ home nasty puckery apples to eat, as sour as Greek, that stealin’
made sweet; or gettin’ out o’windows at night, goin’ down to old Ross’s, orderin’
a supper and pocketin’ your – first whole bottle of wine – oh! that first whole
bottle christened the man, and you woke up sober next mornin’, and got the first
taste o’ the world, – sour in the mouth – sour in the stomach – sour in the temper,
and sour all over; – yes, that’s the world."

…as required by
statute, Haliburton lived in the college. Throughout his residence he occupied
the [same] room…

Pg 25 – 27

(*Thomas
Chandler Haliburton, the Attaché second series, II, 112-114:)

See
Also – T.C. Haliburton Bibliography

 
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